Serial Killer

by Karla   Sep 21, 2012


While I confess the murders of the minutes,
my hour tries to count the grains falling
on the palm of my hand like hail.

One, two, three minutes to cut the throats
of the sixty seconds left between
my tortured veins and my icy skin.

Karla Bardanza
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  • 12 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    Very intense and deeply felt. Crime portrayed simply but beautifully in just few lines. Its amazing how you create brilliant pieces using simpe words. That's the attribute of a dextreous persona. So passionate your poems are they're deeply evocative of thoughts buried in one. Lovely work!

  • 12 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    A very powerful piece Karla. Very emotive and intense.
    I enjoyed reading this!

  • 12 years ago

    by LostWords

    I love how simple and intense this is.

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